To Kill A Dragon Novels & Stories

To birth the last living dragon, so that he could bend it to his will. And still, no dragon emerged. So when he had heard the telltale roars of a living, breathing dragon, that day in the Badlands - Albrecht had known his miasma would provide no defense against one of the greatest, unspeakable powers in existence. “Coward,” Elton spits. His head slams violently against the table in the next moment, hard enough to crack the wood. Crimson Blood spills from the corner of his lip.

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

Then came the fury of the Dragon King as the door glowed blood red, flames licking under the door in fury as Ragnar came completely undone. "Give me my mate!" Bellowed Ragnar's dragon as the ground underneath the door began to heat up through the onslaught of Dragonfire. The building's foundations began to shake as they protested against the assault they were under, and Matilda began to chant, furiously moving her hands about.

He's so close I can feel the heat from his body. "I'm a dragon, and I killed both of my parents when they tried to sell me to a witch when I was eight. I lived on my own until I met the misfits when I was seventeen. I'm twenty-three. So are you okay mating with a killer dragon?" he asks me. Wow, I can't believe he's a dragon. I move so I'm pressed against his body.

(Griksu'um) "let's say if..IF..I want to kill a dragon..is there some type that I can or cannot?..". Actually I kinda have some interest to fight or probably tame a Dragon. Because what kind of fantasy world experience if you don't fight and ride a dragon. "you can hunt a dragon..but I suggest you only hunt the fallen or the wild dragon, because those kind had no intelligence whatsoever..they only know to kill and raise havoc…those kind even I you kill millions of it, no Dragons will even care…...". (Griksu'um)

The dragon's roars echoed through the town, a symphony of pain and defeat. Edna, her crossbow loaded with a special enchanted bolt, aimed for the dragon's heart—the creature's final weakness. With unwavering focus, she let loose the bolt, which flew with astonishing speed and precision. It pierced the dragon's chest, sinking deep into its core. As the bolt connected, a blinding explosion of light enveloped the dragon. Its cries reached a crescendo before abruptly falling silent. The demon's immense body collapsed, its once fearsome form reduced to a lifeless heap.

Kaiden said smilingly, “A dragon is not so easily killed. To slay a dragon, the Soleans will surely mobilize all martial artists available to them. Naturally, they will suffer enormous casualties. “Should they succeed, we will simply wipe them out while they are weakened. “If they fail, the dragon must be severely weakened too. In that case, we’ll simply take the dragon for ourselves. By obtaining the dragon’s blood, the Blood Race will be bestowed immortal glory.”

“You mean her, don’t you?” “Aye,” said another, leaning close, as if the name itself could summon lightning. “The Red Dragon of Adistaktos. Segrenry Exhugh.” At once the room seemed to shrink. Even the fire guttered. “Segrenry,” the barkeep repeated. “They say she fought the Kilimane Warlord once. Burned him alive, scale by scale, while he was still roaring her name.” “Lies,” muttered a soldier in the corner. “No dragon could kill that beast alone.”

said Charlotte with a traumatized expression when she remembered how he killed the two imperial guards in his office . " The moment you laid your eyes on them , their death note was signed . " said king Damien touching her hair . " Some deserve to be killed like those bastards that attacked my mom but these poor dragon males , they have done nothing wrong . If handsome people like that were to die for nothing , it would be such a loss for the female dragons . " said Charlotte with a serious expression . " Oh.....It would be such a loss for them only , not for you ?! " said king Damien .

the boy stuttered out, a look of loss crossing his fingers. Death smiled, "I would have known if the beast of the fire dragons was here Edwin, your father is hard to kill, " he said grunting. "Dragons? " I echoed. Death looked at me, "Yeah dragons, big lizards that breath fire, " "We are not lizards, " Edwin whined. Death chuckled, "you know I didn't mean it little one, I fell in love with one remember? Now I can't get rid of her, " he muttered.